Nepeta: Acknowledge your shipping senses.
[Meanwhile, in the depths of Nepeta's cave respiteblock, Nepeta is happily drawing on her tablet PC. The journal picks up a cheerful tune from her as she proceeds to draw.
Suddenly, she stops humming. Then, a gasp.]
Oh no...
[Her shipping senses are tingling. Somewhere, she's not sure where, a ship is sinking. A ship is in trouble! She knows what she must do.
She carefully sets aside her tablet and walks toward her shipping wall, examining it closely. Which ship is in trouble? She just knows it's happening somewhere, but for who?
She sighs.]
This is just... pawful. I have to do something! A ship needs me!
(ooc: I am so sorry, I don't even. I just couldn't resist.... IN RESPONSE TO THIS. And it will eventually lead to THIS SHIP RIGHT HERE.)
